chapter 340 If I don't clean your ass, who will?

"Let's go!" The moment the sword flashed, the young man turned around and walked towards the bottom of the arena with Medicine King Qiu He and Old Man Drunkenness. From the time he drew his sword until he left, he never looked back at Beihan again. The young man's back is aloof and indifferent, just like a sword that, after showing its sharpness, will be sheathed and the blade hidden. Until next time, unsheath! Looking at the young man's back as he left, and watching the sword he slashed...